Kate Doughty Reads an excerpt from "Screening Questionnaire", forthcoming in Wrongdoing's first issue
Have you found the lights of your small bathroom on at night and the mirrored medicine cabinet door askew? Upon further inspection, the tap might be running. When you creep across your studio to turn it off, the basin is full of mossy, overgrown sludge typically found in long-abandoned outdoor fountains. Are those lichens on the vanity? You spend the small hours cleaning pond water from your sink, removing the smell of algae from your bathroom. When you return to bed, all that remains is the sound of your faucet, dripping again, and a sing-song sigh from the reflection in the mirror you couldnât scrub away: oh, my darling, you cannot run from this in a way that matters. Come on in, the water is just fine.